friday on my mind

it's before 11pm, and i'm in bed - alone, naturally. except for the growing collection of Very Important Stuff that collects under the pillow of the Other Side of the bed, which currently consists of (but is not necessarily limited to):

• dvd player remote (when it's not being lost in the growing piles that attempt to take over my cell)
• symbicort inhaler (prevention is better than cure)
• tissues (blue ones at the moment)
• books (presently rose madder and gerald's game by stephen king)
• music for men cd by gossip

i've spent today doing not so much. went to the gym, bought a bike tyre inner tube, went to kathmandu for some polyprop gloves, went to the warehouse and got a polyprop top and some biking tights (these are Super Very Attractive, and i would consider wearing them to a social occasion. they make my legs look like superhero action figure legs, and when is that ever a bad thing?) before laughing it up in front of Rove. post gym i settled into bed to keep warm in the terrible horrible weather we're having and watched pump up the volume. so not only am i regressing into my 90's indie rock scene, i'm also soaking myself in movies from the same decade. i watched la story last night, which i adore, so i'm quite happy here, 19 years ago.

i'm also trying to get organised for the rail trail 100, which is on sunday. i'm a little bit more than a little bit apprehensive about this, on many levels. i've never been to the rail trail, so i don't know what to expect. surely all this mountainous gradient riding i've been doing around the hills of dunedin is going to set me in good stead. i'm going up in the truck with myresa tomorrow, and we're staying with her sister and some of her other friends. the only person i know is myresa, which is a tiny bit daunting. i think myresa and i are also sharing a bed, and she's forewarned me today that she's "as restless as a cricket during the night, and i have to get up to pee three times". so between my bedpal and the daylight savings adjustment, i think saturday night's sleep could be a precious commodity of which to be in dogged pursuit of. she was, however, kind enough to ask if i was bringing my own book, or would i like her to read me a bedtime story?

tonight i also figured out the miracle device that is my hydration pack. this is a backpack that has a bladder in it that you fill with liquid that has a tube coming from it that goes around to your mouth and you can slurp away during your prolonged period of activity to prevent dehydration. it holds 2L, which is grand, and i plan to fill it with the special lemon chill endurance carbohydrate caffeine mix that i'm sure gives me special powers. if i fill it with this then i won't have to worry about eating during the riding. now, the plan was that i was in a team of 4, and we'd end up biking around 40km each. but someone is sick, so the quota of km has just been increased. this is cool because i've lain awake night after night praying for just this. also it would be stellar if the wind and snow and rain were all there on the day, too.

so, i've washed and dried my clothes. i've washed out the hydration pack so it doesn't taste like rubber (iknow, i know, who doesn't enjoy THAT flavour?). i've made a list and checked it twice. i've actually watched all 4 of my weekly hire dvds and am ready to return them tomorrow (it's on the list, therefore it's law that it must happen)

so, i'm ready for saturday and it's rollerskating jam

chirst ouT